Ouroboros Spine As the seasons change

I wanted to embrace some of my creativity, despite the lack of motivation lately. :) All are welcome. Just to give a warning, a rabbit perishes.

She hung out by the lake....

Ponderosa had been nearing a year old, and in the time of ten months she had changed drastically. She had nearly reached the height of her mother. Her body changed, physically and mentally; she inherited the grace and poise of her mother, her kindness.  Alongside that, the strength of her father showed in her build, her musculature; her coat was bathed in the darkness of Sumac's, a white, nearly heart shape marking placed in the center of her chest, his golden eyes shone bright against her dark face. 


She had seen these features and more as she looked at her reflecting on the water's surface. Her fur was growing in length, not drastically, but to a medium length. Longer, fluffier cheek fur cascaded the frame of her face. A longer tuft had grown between her brows.

After gazing at her reflection, she had decided it was time to get up and move. She now roamed into Aumauttuk Grove. Even though she loved her siblings, and felt the most comfortable and secure in their presence, it was in other ways that she must grow. Ponderosa must grown in herself, grow into her unique self. She moved with her head low, her nose picking up the many scents off the ground. She singled out one scent: a rabbit's. She eyes scanned the terrain, searching for the trail left by the rabbit, paw prints marked the damp ground. Before long, her senses had not failed her; her ears swiveled, picking up the faintest sound. She neared the unsuspecting rabbit, closing the distance, she could now see it, all while hoping it would not see her.

She crouched low to the ground, and then using all she had, lunged forward, taking the rabbit with no fight, no great chase. The rabbit did not run far before her teeth met its body. She would soon take it back to the new den, where the Morningbreeze family now resided. And so she turned from the Grove, slowly making her way back to the healing dens. A modest pride filled her chest, and she held her head a little higher. than average.